"Is that Spire twisted" I ask as we drive through Chesterfield towards the Chatsworth Caravan and Motorhome Club Site. "It is", he says smuggly, "It's why the football team are nicknamed the Spireites". Surely this defect should have been fixed at the 'snagging' stage. We are keen to see the site, it is busy all... Continue Reading →
York
We arrived at Beechwood Grange CAMC Site yesterday in the bright, blindingly low winter sunshine. The sun visor had been up and down like a tart's knickers on the trip here. Due to lack of rain over the last few days the roads are drier than they've been for the rest of the trip so... Continue Reading →
The Tour Starts with the Lights of Broadway.
After a lazy morning the hall is cleared of caravan clutter that's been piled up as we remember things over the last couple of days. The Volvo is packed to the gunnels and purrs along nicely on this cold and frosty morning as we head to storage to pick the caravan up. Shivering my bits... Continue Reading →
Lashings of Ginger Beer and the Not so Famous Five
For 15 years we have warned our children about meeting people they have found on the internet. So today we are off to Cirencester Caravan Club Site to meet some people that we have met on, yes, the Internet. If this is our very last blog you know why, although if it is published we... Continue Reading →
Woodstock, Winston and a Trip to the NEC
Excited to be going out in our Pursuit this week. We are heading a little further than we normally would for 2 nights, we are off to Woodstock. There is a reason, of course. The Motorhome and Caravan Show at the NEC. An hour away from the NEC, we arrive at the Bladon Chains Caravan Club... Continue Reading →